I was laying in bed one morning, thinking about something. Whatever I was thinking about, my age was a factor. But I couldn’t for the life of me remember how old I was! At first I’m thinking 53 but then I corrected myself, no, 54. Then I got totally confused, going back and forth between the two ages, for a few minutes. Then I called my best friend to ask him how old I was! Thankfully, he didn’t answer his phone. I finally remembered my age, by thinking about the year I was born. Phew!